A Case of the Blahs

Here I am.  In Miami.  My husband of almost 2 months is in Pittsburgh.  We had planned on Aidan and I moving up there on December 27th, but things got in the way.  Namely legal issues.  I had to file for a "modification of visitation" and get legal permission from my ex to move out of state.  Thankfully, we talked and agreed on everything.  My lawyer had originally said the whole thing would be between $400 and $500.  I've paid her $450.  Last week, the day she filed all the paperwork, she informed me that I owe her $711!  AND that it will take "several weeks" for the judge to sign off on everything.

I was livid when she told me all this (which was via email).  I don't make a lot of money and it will take me a long time to save up that much money.  My husband offered to send me some money, but I just don't want to take any from him.  I feel like it's my mess and my responsibility to straighten out, eventhough I know it's "our" deal and it's not a "mess".  I am going to try to find some stuff to sell on Craigslist.  There's not much else I can do.  The majority of my paychecks go toward bills and food, with very little left over to save.

So here I am.  In Miami indefinitely while a whole new chapter in my life lies waiting to begin over 1200 miles away.  Yup, I got a bad case of the blahs.

For some strange reason, this picture is cracking me up right now...

Makes me think of my lawyer and the purdy new machete I got for Christmas...